Ahh, the balcony scene...

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"How good was that?" Ron crowed, "They had absolutely no idea. Even Fred and George haven't pulled that one off and they have been trying for years! How about it Harry?… Harry?"

"Huh? What?"

"Are you still thinking about Cho?"

"What?! No!"

"Then what? And where were you all night? I didn't see you?"

"I was around…"

Ron nodded knowingly. "And with whom, may I ask?"

"An angel."

"Ah, she is beautiful?"

"Yes, he is," Harry murmured.
"What did you say?"

"I've got to go," Harry said turning and hurrying off in the other direction.

"Umm, the dormitory is that way," said Neville, pointing but Harry was already out of earshot.

"Leave him," Ron said with a sigh, "He has obviously met some girl and will not be satisfied until he has tried her out in bed."

Neville blushed.

Ron could not have been more wrong.

Harry hurried back to the Great Hall and then remembered that it would be swarming with Slytherins, gathering up the last of the food and valuables anyone had left behind. The house elves would do the rest.

"Dammit," Harry cursed. Then he remembered where the courtyard was in relation to the rest of the school. "Oh please be there," he prayed as he hurried out the main doors.

Draco wandered around the Great Hall. He wasn't expected to do any of the work because he was a prefect but he couldn't seem to leave. As if by instinct (or magic) he was drawn towards the courtyard again. When he walked through the doorway, he gasped. Not a courtyard but a balcony. Hogwarts had played it's tricks again. Draco sighed.

"What am I doing here?" he said allowed, not seeing the figure creeping through the trees below him.

Harry looked up and saw, where he guessed the courtyard would be, a balcony. And leaning against the railing… "Draco," he murmured, "oh blessed night. There is my love… so close and yet so far… like a beautiful dream that you have just woken up from and is already fading from memory. How beautiful he is. His hair appears golden in candle and torch light but silver under the light of the moon like now. His eyes… even though I cannot see them I remember them as clearly as my own. Like two grey pools, as deep and clear as undisturbed clouds, just before a storm. Is it possible in life for something to reach the upmost of perfection? Because that's what he is- perfect."

"What am I looking for?" Draco asked before laughing sadly, "I know. I am looking for a dream. Oh Harry, where are you now? And why must you be a Gryffindor? Can fate be so cruel? Get re-Sorted and become someone else… or if you won't, just tell me you love me and I will leave Slytherin forever. Because you are not my enemy… you are not defined by where a magical hat has placed you… Nor am I for that matter. Because… what is a house anyway? It's just a place, an identity… a name. Harry, take away that name and for it… I give myself."

Harry could wait no longer. "I will," he cried, springing out from his hiding place, "Just tell me you love me and I will get re-Sorted tomorrow."

Draco looked down in alarm, "Whose that?"

"I don't know what to call myself because my name is now my enemy. But I am looking for the owner of this," and he held up the silver mask.

Draco saw the silver glinting in the moonlight and pulled out the mask of gold from his pocket. "I have the other one… then you must be Harry… and a Gryffindor."

"A Gryffindor, I wish I wasn't. But yes, my name is Harry."

"How did you get here? If someone from Slytherin finds you…"

"I know the consequences. But better cursed by them then death waiting for your love."

"Do you love me?… and yet you do not have to answer because I can see it in your eyes. But, swear on it… and my mind will believe you as well as my heart."

"I swear by the moon-"
"The moon? Which changes every month? Will you change your affection so quickly?"

"No! Then…" and Harry began to climb up the vine so conveniently growing beside the balcony, "I swear by my mind, my soul, my body," by now he was level with Draco, "and my heart. Is this enough?"

"Yes," Draco murmured, before leaning in and kissing his lover. However, Draco drew away before the kiss could go any further. "I must go so I will say goodnight. Sleep well, Harry."

As Draco turned to go, Harry cried out, "And you leave me so unsatisfied?"
Draco slowly turned. "Why? What satisfaction don't you have?"

"The exchange of your love's vow for mine."

Draco laughed, "I gave you mine… before you asked," and, at the same time, they came together in the perfect union. Each battled for the control over the kiss and Harry eventually won. Playing games inside each other's mouths, the kiss continued until they again heard a voice from inside, this time Blake's. Draco broke away and smiled. "Now I really must go."

"Don't leave," Harry whispered, drawing Draco back. The blond bent down and gently kissed the brunette. "I must, even though every force in the world wants to keep me here. But duty calls so goodnight. I love you."

"I love you," Harry murmured as Draco turned to go. He was just about to make his way down the vine when a hand stopped him.

"Wait," Draco whispered, "if you are honourable and you want to marry-"

"Marry?!"

"Oh… god, I'm sorry-"

"No don't be. Just so soon… But I love you and that's all the explanation I need."

"I thought so. Tomorrow, I will send someone to see you. Tell them the time and place and they will pass on the message to me. It's too risky for us to meet… And wait! What time tomorrow?"

"At ten when we are having our break."

"I will not fail. So now, goodnight. Sleep well, gentle Harry and remember tonight."

"Nothing will make me forget this."

And so the lovers parted with sweet looks and gestures. If only they knew what fate had in store for them…

Fate as in me (or Shakespeare as the original... and he actually took his ideas from other people like folk tales... oh well). Hope you enjoyed and please review. Next chapter will be up soon but I am also working on my new Lord of the Rings fanfic You Will Learn To Love Me... check it out!